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His third thrust hurt so bad she couldn’t hold back her sobs any longer. Unlike the pain of the tawse and belt that she’d mastered the skill of converting to almost heavenly pleasure, this new agony only brought ugly fury.
I didn’t think he could possibly hurt me more than he has in the past. Shit, I was wrong.
The silent voice in her brain broke through the veil of pain to laugh at her. She deserved this torment for needing the dominance Jake delivered. Markus’s gentle loving should be more than enough to satisfy her, but no. Her body desperately wanted to have it all, and well… this was the price she would have to pay for her deviant sexual urges.
Suffering was all she deserved, yet when Jake lowered his left hand from across her taped mouth, lower to her spread pussy, the white light of ecstasy exploded from out of the blue. Jake’s hard pinch to her swollen clit detonated the best kind of agony.
His thrusts kept a fast beat until he delivered a raunchy rant. “That’s my slut. Your ass is so fucking tight, you’re squeezing every drop of jizz out of my cock. You’ll be remembering me for days as my cum keeps dribbling out of you.”
Her back and scalp hurt. Her pussy throbbed with spent pleasure. Her clit pulsed with damning need, while her back passage felt raw by the time Jake’s own orgasm finally erupted. Bri felt his spunk branding her virgin hole as he shouted out, “Brianna!”
How odd that his use of her name felt like the worst kind of violation as they each panted to take in enough oxygen to slow their breathing. Even as his cock started to deflate, her bottom hole felt weirdly full.
As much as she hated the idea of facing her tormentor again, she was relieved when he pulled out of her body. The wetness he’d left behind started to dribble down leaving a sticky streak across her skin.
A new anger flared when she heard the water turn on in the nearby bathroom. The asshole had left her tied down in the uncomfortable position while he showered. That was bad enough, but the worst was all that she had to keep her company were her regrets.
The sound of her cell phone ringing inside her bag not far away reminded her that as bad as things were, they were going to get worse. It was Markus’s ring. Shame flared as she was forced to let the call from the love of her life roll to voicemail because she was tied down naked in another man’s hotel room. Hot tears spilled into the chair cushion below her as she wallowed in remorse for not being across town in his office instead.
I made the worst possible choices today… again.
By the time Jake joined her fifteen minutes later, she was ready to jump out of her punished skin.
She was grateful for his silence as he worked at freeing her from the ropes. There was nothing he could say that could possibly make her feel better, and many that would make things even worse. When she got her first glimpse of him after she pushed upright from the face-plant in the cushion, she was comforted to see he’d already dressed.
When he finished removing the tape from her mouth and the bonds she found that, despite finally being free of the restrictive ropes, her legs had lost all feeling from being in her compromising position for so long. Masquerading as a gentleman, Jake scooped her up in his muscular arms and carried her to the bed, gently laying her well-used body down.
Bri wanted to hate him—to remember how awful he was and how he’d violated her body in so many ways today. Focusing on that would be easier than realizing how satiated she felt. Her brain fought the fear of losing her marriage, while the rest of her body relaxed into the unique afterglow only forced submission could produce.
Unfortunately, as he often did before his departure, Jake gave her a small glimpse of the man she’d been duped by so many times in the past. He leaned over her, wiping at her tears that continued to fall. Jake brushed her sex-mussed dark hair away from her face as he leaned in to give her a deceptively soft kiss.
The touch to her lips ignited her anger as he tried to intensify it. Bri turned her head, forcing his lips to land on her neck instead. Unwilling to lose his control over her body, Jake locked her head in a vise, forcing her lips against his in a violent assault. She resisted until his tongue pierced her mouth as urgently as his cock had invaded her body before.
The savage kiss lasted until she finally nipped at his invading tongue with her teeth to make him stop. Still, after pulling out of the kiss, Jake stayed close. Brianna slammed her eyes closed to avoid looking into his victorious eyes. She prayed he would just leave her to lick her wounds in peace.
“Open your eyes, Brianna,” he whispered, deceptively soft.
She waited as long as she could in the silence, but realized he wasn’t going to leave until she obeyed. When she finally opened her eyes, the emotion in Jake’s deep blue eyes confused her. She’d expected him to gloat over the conquering of her body, but instead, the odd emotion shining in his eyes looked more like tenderness. “I really have missed you, Bri. You have to see how great we are together. I unfortunately need to head out to meet some clients, but I’ll be waiting for your call when you finally get tired of playing house out in the suburbs with Vanilla. Don’t wait too long to come to your senses, baby. I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to resist picking up the phone to enlighten him myself.”
Terror gripped her, knowing Jake wouldn’t hesitate to blow up her life if the fancy struck him.
“Why the hell do you even care if I’m married? You suck at relationships, Jake.”
“Maybe, but times change. I’ve had enough time away from you to realize just how perfect we are together. And if you’d be honest with yourself for one minute, you’d see that too.” He looked so damn confident. He actually believed the bullshit he was shoveling.
“You’re fucking crazy. The only thing we do well is sex. It’s true, you may know how to push my sexual buttons, but you don’t have the first damn clue about what makes me happy. Today was a mistake—a mistake that will never happen again. You promised me. Give me your phone and let’s say goodbye.”
The bastard had the audacity to laugh. “Right. I don’t think so, baby. I’ll be in touch next time I’m in town. I’m sure you’ll be bored enough with Vanilla by then to go another round or two with me.”
Jake leaned down and gave Bri one last violent kiss before releasing her and walking to the door, leaving her alone without a backward glance. The heavy hotel door slammed closed, releasing a fresh wave of remorse. She let the sobs she’d tried to hold back finally overcome her as she rolled into a ball on the king-sized bed.
There were so many thoughts swarming through her that it was hard for her to know what had her most upset. Was it the emotional and physical trials that Jake had put her through? Yes, he’d forced her, but even she knew it was her own mistakes that led her to this room. No one knew what Jake was capable of more than her. She’d been stupid enough to put herself into his path. Crushing guilt closed in.
But… the niggling fear fighting its way front and center was her worry that Jake just might be right—while she loved Markus with every fiber of her being, at the end of the day, his inability to please her sexually had the power to destroy their marriage in the long run.
After several minutes of wallowing in self-loathing, Bri forced herself to her feet, stumbling toward the bathroom for a quick shower but she gasped when she caught the first glimpse of her welted ass in the mammoth mirror.
“Damn you to hell for leaving marks, Jake,” she spoke out loud to the empty room.
